Trying to Cheat Fate:
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
Sorry, everyone. Realization hit when I realized there is some more things I need to add before I can completely finish 'trying to cheat fate', which requires.. 3 more chapters after this one. I did plan most of the chapters, though.. and the titles are posted on my biography.
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Chapter Nineteen: Mother Dearest
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It was nine o'clock when Meiling had pulled the phone from it's reciever, nervously dialing in a phone number, and pressing it to her ear to listen to it's dull ring. It lasted only a few, four rings, if you must, until a female voice had answered.
It had been a long time since Syaoran's and Meiling's fight, and things had finally began to come to certain conclusions. The baby was suposed to be a girl, perfectly healthy, as the doctors had told her. They had came in contact with Sakura, and she had agreed to be the mother. She would arrive in Hong Kong in two weeks, and be staying with Syaoran and Meiling.
"Mother?"
Syaoran had been quietly unaware of Meiling's phone call to her mother, and had been sitting in the other room with his headphones on, quietly reading with the lamp on the nightstand on, emitting light for only a few feet, while the rest was gulped down in darkness.
"May I ask who is calling?" One of the maid's had asked. Meiling sighed. She wished they would reconize her voice, and not have to ask the same dulling question every time she had called for her mother (which was not very often.)
"Meiling Li. May I speak to my mother?"
"Hold."
"Mei-Mei!" Her mother said, most obviously cheerful to hear from her daughter. Meiling laughed fakly and began to twirl the cord around her fingers. She bit her bottom lip lightly and tried to hold it all in, wondering what would happen when she told her.
"Mama, I've got," she paused. "some news for you."
"Yes?"
She sat down, and shut eyes, forcing herself to say it. She had to, anyway, what if her mother found out sometime after the birth? What would she do then? "I'm pregnant," all the breath in the room, and on the other line it seemed like everyone stopped. "I've been pregnant for almost eight months."
"Meiling! What the hell were you thinking?!" A tear silently fell from her eyes. As of the moment, Meiling was asking herself why she was crying when she knew her mother was going to yell and be upset about it all, exspecially since how long she had waited.
"I'm sorry, mama," she whispered.
"And why did you wait so long to tell me?! Meiling Li, I'm so disapointed in you! How could you let yourself do it?!" She cringed at the yelling, wondering why her mother wasn't even considering how she was feeling over all this. But who knew, maybe she was considering how she felt, and didn't even care? It was, after all, possible. How could it not be? After all the things she had to go through during this, this was possible, too.
"It just happened--"
"With who?!" She was starting to let anger overthrow herself. What was her mom assuming? That she was a prostitute? After all, her mom and Syaoran's mom had planned for Syaoran and herself to be together, right?
"Who do you think, Mother? I'm not a prostitute! You arranged for me and Syaoran to be together, who else do you think?!"
"Don't you yell at me!"
"I'm not a child anymore, and I'm not living under your house! I'll do as I please!"
"That does not give you the right!"
"God! I don't even know why I decided to tell you!" Meiling screamed. Syaoran, in the other room, had taken his headphones off and started to listen to Meiling yelling at someone over the phone.
Her mother paused, bringing her tone down once again. "Is Xiaolang the father?"
Meiling brought her tone done as well, which was most to her dislike. Her mother deserved to be yelled at, and at the moment, she was still so mad that she could of slammed the phone back down on the reciever, but she had remembered that she needed to tell her that the baby was going to be handed to a different family.
"Yes, he is."
Meanwhile, in the other room, Syaoran had shut his book and walked down the hallway to another room that had a phone, and quietly listened to the two girls conversation. Suprisingly enough, he had noticed that she was talking and yelling at her mother.
"What were you thinking?!" Meiling's mother had again brought her tone up once again. "If you're so far in, that must mean you had sex when you were eighteen? How could you let Xiaolang do something like that to you? It would be understandable if it was after your marriage, but when you are eighteen? You ruined you're life doing so!"
She paused. Her mother had a point. She had ruined her life, and she had almost killed herself over it, as well. Maybe after she was married, if would of been easier on her. She sighed, and for the first time, realized how truthful her mother was being with her. "It just happened," she finally managed to say, softly. She was about to cry once again.
"You're stronger than that! Why couldn't you of told Xiaolang you didn't want it?" She couldn't of stopped him. 'You wanted it, Meiling. You never thought of the consequence, that's why you didn't mind it happening.'
"I'm sorry," she said, again. "I didn't think of what would happen--"
"That's right! You didn't think!" Her mother scolded. Syaoran was beginning to be angry, listening his aunt blame the whole factor on Meiling, when in truth, it was his fault as well. He could understand her being mad, but continuing on and on after what the two had gone through? He wouldn't let Meiling go through this as well.
"You shouldn't yell at her. She's been through too much in the past months to be able to handle it." He paused. "She just recently got over the problem."
Silence.
"Syaoran?" Meiling said, her voice trembling. "What are you doing?"
"You'll be in equal amount of trouble with your mother finds out, Xiaolang, I suggest you don't bring yourself any deeper." She said, her voice cold and yet emotionless. Syaoran shook his head, lightly, and sighed.
"Maybe if you only knew what both of us have gone through, exspecially Meiling, you'd be empathetic toward your daughter. You're so heartless." He set the phone down and walked toward the kitchen, where Meiling was sitting, the phone pressed against her ear. He wrapped his arms around her, while she shut her eyes and let tears fall, listening while her mother's voice started up again, stating how she was disapointed in Meiling and such.
"I hate you," she whispered to her mother, and hung up.
"Don't listen to her, Mei, she doesn't understand. You don't need to waste tears on her. Just ignore her." He hugged her tighter, while she quietly let his words sink in, while letting her tears silently flow.
"Thank you," she said.
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Author's Note:
A last hint of angst. Tada. I intend for the rest of this fiction to be very angst-less, meaning no more depression. Stay tuned, because the ending is so very near, and I want opinions.
Again, read and review. Thanks!
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
Sorry, everyone. Realization hit when I realized there is some more things I need to add before I can completely finish 'trying to cheat fate', which requires.. 3 more chapters after this one. I did plan most of the chapters, though.. and the titles are posted on my biography.
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Chapter Nineteen: Mother Dearest
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It was nine o'clock when Meiling had pulled the phone from it's reciever, nervously dialing in a phone number, and pressing it to her ear to listen to it's dull ring. It lasted only a few, four rings, if you must, until a female voice had answered.
It had been a long time since Syaoran's and Meiling's fight, and things had finally began to come to certain conclusions. The baby was suposed to be a girl, perfectly healthy, as the doctors had told her. They had came in contact with Sakura, and she had agreed to be the mother. She would arrive in Hong Kong in two weeks, and be staying with Syaoran and Meiling.
"Mother?"
Syaoran had been quietly unaware of Meiling's phone call to her mother, and had been sitting in the other room with his headphones on, quietly reading with the lamp on the nightstand on, emitting light for only a few feet, while the rest was gulped down in darkness.
"May I ask who is calling?" One of the maid's had asked. Meiling sighed. She wished they would reconize her voice, and not have to ask the same dulling question every time she had called for her mother (which was not very often.)
"Meiling Li. May I speak to my mother?"
"Hold."
"Mei-Mei!" Her mother said, most obviously cheerful to hear from her daughter. Meiling laughed fakly and began to twirl the cord around her fingers. She bit her bottom lip lightly and tried to hold it all in, wondering what would happen when she told her.
"Mama, I've got," she paused. "some news for you."
"Yes?"
She sat down, and shut eyes, forcing herself to say it. She had to, anyway, what if her mother found out sometime after the birth? What would she do then? "I'm pregnant," all the breath in the room, and on the other line it seemed like everyone stopped. "I've been pregnant for almost eight months."
"Meiling! What the hell were you thinking?!" A tear silently fell from her eyes. As of the moment, Meiling was asking herself why she was crying when she knew her mother was going to yell and be upset about it all, exspecially since how long she had waited.
"I'm sorry, mama," she whispered.
"And why did you wait so long to tell me?! Meiling Li, I'm so disapointed in you! How could you let yourself do it?!" She cringed at the yelling, wondering why her mother wasn't even considering how she was feeling over all this. But who knew, maybe she was considering how she felt, and didn't even care? It was, after all, possible. How could it not be? After all the things she had to go through during this, this was possible, too.
"It just happened--"
"With who?!" She was starting to let anger overthrow herself. What was her mom assuming? That she was a prostitute? After all, her mom and Syaoran's mom had planned for Syaoran and herself to be together, right?
"Who do you think, Mother? I'm not a prostitute! You arranged for me and Syaoran to be together, who else do you think?!"
"Don't you yell at me!"
"I'm not a child anymore, and I'm not living under your house! I'll do as I please!"
"That does not give you the right!"
"God! I don't even know why I decided to tell you!" Meiling screamed. Syaoran, in the other room, had taken his headphones off and started to listen to Meiling yelling at someone over the phone.
Her mother paused, bringing her tone down once again. "Is Xiaolang the father?"
Meiling brought her tone done as well, which was most to her dislike. Her mother deserved to be yelled at, and at the moment, she was still so mad that she could of slammed the phone back down on the reciever, but she had remembered that she needed to tell her that the baby was going to be handed to a different family.
"Yes, he is."
Meanwhile, in the other room, Syaoran had shut his book and walked down the hallway to another room that had a phone, and quietly listened to the two girls conversation. Suprisingly enough, he had noticed that she was talking and yelling at her mother.
"What were you thinking?!" Meiling's mother had again brought her tone up once again. "If you're so far in, that must mean you had sex when you were eighteen? How could you let Xiaolang do something like that to you? It would be understandable if it was after your marriage, but when you are eighteen? You ruined you're life doing so!"
She paused. Her mother had a point. She had ruined her life, and she had almost killed herself over it, as well. Maybe after she was married, if would of been easier on her. She sighed, and for the first time, realized how truthful her mother was being with her. "It just happened," she finally managed to say, softly. She was about to cry once again.
"You're stronger than that! Why couldn't you of told Xiaolang you didn't want it?" She couldn't of stopped him. 'You wanted it, Meiling. You never thought of the consequence, that's why you didn't mind it happening.'
"I'm sorry," she said, again. "I didn't think of what would happen--"
"That's right! You didn't think!" Her mother scolded. Syaoran was beginning to be angry, listening his aunt blame the whole factor on Meiling, when in truth, it was his fault as well. He could understand her being mad, but continuing on and on after what the two had gone through? He wouldn't let Meiling go through this as well.
"You shouldn't yell at her. She's been through too much in the past months to be able to handle it." He paused. "She just recently got over the problem."
Silence.
"Syaoran?" Meiling said, her voice trembling. "What are you doing?"
"You'll be in equal amount of trouble with your mother finds out, Xiaolang, I suggest you don't bring yourself any deeper." She said, her voice cold and yet emotionless. Syaoran shook his head, lightly, and sighed.
"Maybe if you only knew what both of us have gone through, exspecially Meiling, you'd be empathetic toward your daughter. You're so heartless." He set the phone down and walked toward the kitchen, where Meiling was sitting, the phone pressed against her ear. He wrapped his arms around her, while she shut her eyes and let tears fall, listening while her mother's voice started up again, stating how she was disapointed in Meiling and such.
"I hate you," she whispered to her mother, and hung up.
"Don't listen to her, Mei, she doesn't understand. You don't need to waste tears on her. Just ignore her." He hugged her tighter, while she quietly let his words sink in, while letting her tears silently flow.
"Thank you," she said.
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Author's Note:
A last hint of angst. Tada. I intend for the rest of this fiction to be very angst-less, meaning no more depression. Stay tuned, because the ending is so very near, and I want opinions.
Again, read and review. Thanks!